Yun Jiuge gave a soft sigh and recovered Yue Qing'er's body.
As she was about to take her son and Osamu to leave the passageway, she heard her son's panicky voice, "Little black horn, what's wrong with you?"
Yun Jiuge quickly turned her head back and saw that Osamu had already fallen to the ground. The belly of his black ball, Gu Lu, was so bloated that its skin was stretched thin. The inside was full of blood-red liquid.
"Mother, quickly save little black horn." Little Dragon was so anxious that he cried.
Yun Jiuge rushed forward to help check Osamu's body and found that the energy in his body was very chaotic. Black Demon Qi and red blood demonic magic were all tangled together.
One of the difficulties was the power of the curse that came out of his legs. They were clinging on tightly to both of his legs like maggots feeding on a corpse.
"How's Osamu?" Zi Shang crouched beside him and asked worriedly.
— จบบริบูรณ์ — เขียนรีวิว